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Life offers
Unexpected moments
Raw and Untouched
I found them
The face of a new friend
Surprises and
Silence and
2 am tears
Hugs and
Jules 1d
It's not all fun and games
The life we live
It is often filled with pain
We hold on for the little things
The moments
The fun and games
Poetic T Oct 11
Time is a construct of
       passing frailties,
We cling to them more so for comfort.

Not realising that we're already
                an echo just rebounding off
the moments that have conceded
to a  passing that is bigger than us.

But still we live for those mere seconds,
                                                 for meaning.

And to show that even though we were
                         just a flicker,

                     we burnt brighter than a star.
Caroline Oct 10
Don’t you even close your eyes
Lest you miss how bright
This morning is.

Even the ice will fall in
A masterpiece of light
And though it cuts hard
Through the warmth of the night
I will lay my palms outside
And clutch it.

Reach with me now
Into the crackling cold
And feel something there
So pure
There are crystals dripping down
The insides of my soul.

Don’t you even close your eyes.
There will be diamonds drifting from the skies
From clouds so thick
And so white
This stabbing pain
Will be shredded into
Wild kaleidoscopes of light,

Similar to the ones in your eyes.

Let us not miss this moment.
Strip the blankets of summer
And feel the sting of truth,
A biting wind along my skin;
It sings


Don’t you even close your eyes
And if you should
Be it only in the circle of my arms
Where our hearts
Move in a quiet beating
And the rest is silence
And rest is peace and

A bright moment worth waiting,

"Well the night's forlorn and the morning's born and the morning shines with the lights of love. And you'll miss sunrise if you close your eyes and that would break my heart in two"
Memories of Helen that I hold so dear to me kept In
my heart forever for there's no substitute for
Hold on to your memory for long as you can for when you love someone so very much that you can let
Through loneliness day and nights spent now alone memory Is probably the only remaining thing to keep one
I cherish every moment that I spent  with Helen
Loss of free time
Losing  that never was
Poetic T Sep 27
No matter how tired
                             I am,
         and of my eyes want to
creak shut.

               I'll read to you till
we  fall asleep together,
  in imaginations slumbering
                          blanket of snores.

(it maybe her or me? we haven't decided)

You want to test
your nail varnish colour,
              paint my toes a rainbow.

I'll always smile  
          when I look down at your
                      art work on my pinkies.

(2 months later its still there AAArrrrr)

You may not realise this but every tired
              moment means I've spent more
                                            time with you.

And every moment is a smile waiting
                   to happen.
                        You'll always be my No1
                      when the sunrises with you.

                         Till the moment the stars
                  shimmer us to sleep.

Under a bed fort made for one of you.

                               and a three quarters of me...
Unique Sep 27
crossing over that fog encased bridge
the wind doing ceremonial
freedom dances with my hair

that first step out of the taxi
and onto the vividly colorful
rejoicing streets of New Orleans

the little drummer boy who played
his instrument with such passion
my feet couldn’t help but leap along
to the rhythm

the hippie man on the balcony
who shared with me his passionately
growing love for his wife... along with
his one hitter too

and his wife who was never empty handed or lacking energy to dance
with any and everybody who danced back

the twenty something times my best friend friend looked at me and told me i was beautiful, each drink he consumed making his voice more desperate and his eyes look deeper within me

when the girls below us lifted up their blouses and exposed beautiful ******* of all different shapes, sizes, colors, forms

and the flying beads i threw around their necks like champions, followed by my arms extending as i did a jig of excitement

the wonderful soul of a girl who bought my drinks and told me to follow my dreams

5, 4, 3, 2, 1.... and a kiss
with my best friend who might as well
be in love with me

a cheers
to friendship and freedom
to beauty and love
to life
Nik Bland Sep 20
Dot my skies with car lights
Zooming in from light years away
Stain the night with moon beams
Put me amidst the cool breeze
Let me sing songs with you

You sing slightly off key
Showing me imperfect perfections
Melody through the trees
The earth is breathing softly
To not impede the smile of you

Nighttime holds me closely
Not as well as I hold you
Putting this moment to mem’ry
Brain silently etching
In this way I won’t let go of you

Things are always fading
Nothing last in the passage of time
So chart the dotted car light
Nothing forever, nothing finite
Only fleeting breath with you

Is this not the greatest gift
Blinking seconds spent in song
Notes in between the moments
What it all represents
An investment worthy of you
Van Xuan Sep 19
The only word I hate
Because it is always said
When a person leaves me behind
And never return.
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